(1446) Ankhite chilo je vari
In eyes had been that water,
At the time when He left.
Bathed in tears the garland
He placed around my neck.
I have seen His eye-water;
Its drift I did not perceive.
I grasped not what the trust had been,
Intrinsic to His loving me.
Silently, He did leave;
Silence tells the story.
About Him anytime I recollect,
It matters He is out of body.
He did not forget me;
Him I too did not forget.
It would be to speak untruly
If said I have lost His memory.
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On leaving He grants unlimited access. He departs on a stream of tears and reappears on the wings of memory.
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